My parents hired a man to dress up in a Santa outfit during the family Christmas party.
As an adult I decided to find out what they were up to out there. My kids and wife were getting ready for the party when I got a call from my Mother to come by early to help Dad set some things up. I told my wife what needed. I jumped in my truck, stopped off at a store to pick my parents' order of food and drinks, and continued on to their home.
Mom told me to put the extra drinks and food in the fridge in the garage. While out there I installed a wireless camera that covered most of the area. I checked my phone to confirm the setup and went back in the house. I put my phone away and forgot about it as the party was starting.
My family came in one family at a time until the house was filled to the brim. A huge dinner, party games, and sing along kept everyone laughing and chatting. Family news was exchanged, future plans for family parties were discussed, and vacations speculated.
When Santa was introduced I reached into my pocket and checked the camera in the garage. Then continued snapping pictures of the party. I kept trying to figure out who he was, but with little success at guessing who he was.
Dad offered "Santa" a drink before he settled down on the chair by the Christmas tree. With a draw of names three kids were picked to help Santa pass out presents. Each one picked a present. Santa read and announced the name. The child disturbed the gift and grabbed the next package.
Once the gifts are given out and good-byes made. I told my wife to take the children home. I stayed and helped mom clean up while Dad showed "Santa" out to the garage under the pretense of getting some final gifts prepared.
I couldn't wait to get out to my truck. I started it up and drove down the street to a closed restaurant and parked in the lot. I turned my truck off and grabbed my phone. I opened the camera app and my eyes nearly jumped out of my head. "Santa" was leaning against the fender of my father's truck with his red pants around his ankles while a dad was on his knees sucking his well hung cock. His head bobbed up and down the man's shaft while his right fist massaged his balls.
It was obvious he was enjoying what my dad was doing. His hands held my dad's head into his groin and my dad used his tongue to lap at the shaft. A groan exploded from the man's mouth as he teased. He relaxed against the truck as dad cleaned up his cock. Licking the residue off the head of his cock, down the shaft, and finally teasing his balls with attention. When my Dad stood up. They kissed for several minutes while the men mauled each other.
Dad turned the man's against his truck and dropped to his knees and spread his cheeks. Tonguing deeply between them as he pushed his ass back. Several minutes later my dad stood, grabbed a tube off the workbench, and lubed his cock and "Santa's " hole.
The man bent forward while Dad lined his cock up with the rosebud and eased in. The man gasped while dad stopped to let him grow accustomed to the girth of my Dad's cock. When he started soft moans my Dad started thrusting slowly at first, but quickly picked up the pace until he was hammering his way into the man. Who was moaning like a slut and thrusting back to match Dad's thrusts.
I was shocked, but at the same time horny as hell. My cock was hard as diamond and there was a small wet spot in the front of my jeans. I touched the tent forming in my pants. The more I rubbed my cock the bigger the spot became. I began squeezing my cock rhythmically in time with Dad's thrusts. Both men were moaning in sexual bliss as they enjoyed their coupling. As their mating reached its climax my dad jammed his cock home and bothered of them froze as he most have dumped a load in "Santa's" ass. And I shot my load in my jeans. After they disengaged and I caught my breath I stored the video and shut off the app. Luckily I had a bit of a drive home. We live in the next town west of my hometown. When I got in the house, stripped off my clothes, and jumped in the shower. I soaped up and rinsed off. I dried off and walked naked into our bedroom. My wife wasn't asleep. I slid in next to her and planted a deep, passionate kiss.
"Wow! What has you so horny?" She asked breathlessly.
"I want to give you an early present."
I pulled up her nightgown and fingered her outer lips. We continued making out as I drew small circles around quickly hardening clit.
She gripped my cock and moaned when she felt it's hard girth. I turned around, spread her legs, and started licking the clear cream from her outer lips.
Carol (my wife) was squirming until my tongue as she took my cock in her mouth. I had to stop her from msking me orgasm or ruin the moment. I turned back around. I slid between her legs. I pulled them up against my chest. I slid in her amazing hole and I went wild. Hammering her pussy like a sex-crazed manic, which I was at this point. What she didn't know was I was fantasizing it was that man's ass I was ramming.
The sex didn't last long, but we were both sated when we finished. She had multiple orgasms and I filled her with the biggest load I ever generated.
The next day I rewatched the video to see who "Santa" was. I had my second shock from the video. When they finished he took off his beard and it's was mom's brother. Uncle Tony didn't come around much since he was in the Navy. Which explained why I couldn't place his voice.
Months later I was going over the video multiple times and jacking off. If not to completion to prep me to fuck my wife. She didn't mind what got me hot, as long as I took out my excitement on her. Our sex life increased 10 fold due to that video.
Finally, I couldn't stand it anymore. Mom told me Uncle Tony was coming home for the Forth of July. I made up my mind I was going to get him alone. I had to find out what man to man sex felt like.
